Moon's heart pounded. Her fingers clenched in her lap, nails biting into her skin. They thought that she could see the future but she could not. She lied about being able to do so because it was the only way to explain her rebirth.
She did not know much about President Finch's affairs in the apocalypse. All she knew was that he had created a base but whether it was good or bad, she did not know. Rumors were all she ever heard about it when she was held by a human trafficker. She hoped to go there but the opportunity never came.
None the less, she had to say something because she had finally been invited to the table of those that mattered on the base. She had desperately been hoping to be invited and she would aim to please while over inflating her importance.
"My abilities are not stable yet but I will do my best." She started, sounding mysterious.
